"Is this … the Buddha of the Western Paradise?"
"A living Buddha? Gosh … "
"No, no, no. We are not bad people. Why does the Buddha want to kill us?"
The disciples of the Huaxia Martial Alliance were a little panicked in front of such a living Buddha.
In the hearts of the Chinese, Buddha was the symbol of wisdom, kindness, and benevolence, especially the giant Buddha in front of them. Originally, he had a kind face and a body full of Buddha nature, but when he saw them, he glared at them angrily and denounced them as demons, giving them the feeling that they were really sinners.
Li Mu frowned.
"Go back."
He shouted.
The giant Buddha's footsteps abruptly came to a halt. He froze on the spot and froze for a moment. All of a sudden, the killing intent all over him quickly faded away. He put his palms together and bowed to Li Mu. Then, he really stopped, turned around, and sat back in his original place, turning into a stone Buddha statue.
The disciples of the Martial Alliance looked at Li Mu in shock.
"He can even order the Buddha?"
"Who on earth is the Master of Martial Arts?"
"Everything is an illusion. The world in the mural is constructed by the spirit. The Buddha you see is not the real Buddha." Li Mu said, "Guard your heart and don't be confused by the illusion. Everything here is of great help to your cultivation, provided that you don't fall into it."
He led the crowd forward.
They passed by the gorgeous Buddhist palaces and walked among the towering pagodas.
There were traces of fighting along the way.
They encountered all kinds of corpses again.
Among them, there were some half-human and half-demon monsters.
"It's the people of the Thousand Demons Alliance. They are here."
Tang Tian and the other disciples of the Martial Alliance showed hatred when they saw those half-demon corpses.
The Thousand Demons Alliance was now the sworn enemy of the Huaxia Martial Alliance.
They walked forward for a while.
The sound of fierce fighting came from ahead.
They looked up and saw that, in front of them, thousands of meters away, there were cultivators fighting among the pagodas and palaces. It was chaotic, and smoke rose to the sky.
Two figures were crossing each other at low altitude, changing directions at an extremely fast speed. As they fought, they flew in the direction of Li Mu and the others.
What caught people's attention was that the two of them each held a light sword in their hands. One was green and one was red, it was extremely conspicuous. Moreover, the power of the light sword was also very shocking. With a casual wave, a rain of light sprinkled down. The pavilions and pagodas were like sand sculptures in the wind, rapidly collapsing.
"It's the secret treasure. They got the secret treasure."
Tang Tian exclaimed.
These two cultivators were extremely powerful, but they had not reached the level where they could destroy the world and collapse buildings with a casual wave of their hands.
It was obvious that this was the power of the lightsaber-like weapons in their hands.
The secret treasure of the Buddha in the worldlet.
"Hahaha, Zhao Feilong, hand over the Secret Treasure of the Buddha and you can live. Otherwise, the Thousand Beasts Alliance has already surrounded this place. Even if you die, you won't be able to escape." "Zhao Feilong, Zhao Feilong, Zhao Feilong, Zhao Feilong, Zhao Feilong, Zhao, Zhao, Zhao Zhao Feilong," the other one said. "Zhao Zhao Zhao Zhao King.
The other person wore a green robe and held a green sword of light in his hand. He did his best to defend and counter the attacks as he fled towards the exit of the secret realm.
"You really won't give up until you see the yellow river. I told you, you can't escape …" The monkey-armed half-demon cultivator attacked crazily, "The entire Mogao Caves, no, the entire Dunhuang City is already under the control of our Union of Demons."
The fierce battle was chaotic, and the Buddhist Kingdom was reduced to ruins.
Tang Tian and the rest's expression changed: "They are heading towards us."
The Martial Alliance disciples were on high alert.
"Kill!" The monkey-armed cultivator's control of the light sword was getting more and more proficient. With a slash, a crimson sword shadow that was hundreds of meters long sliced through the air.
The aftermath of the light sword surged towards Li Mu and the others like a tide.
They happened to be standing on the road leading out of the arcane realm.
The one who was running away was called Zhao Feilong. He was a young man in his twenties. He was wearing a cyan robe and looked quite ancient. As he ran, he saw Li Mu and the others from the corner of his eyes.
"Chinese? Oh no … Be careful! "
He originally wanted to run away, but when he saw that Li Mu and the others were dressed like Chinese and did not know how to dodge, he knew that he was in trouble. He gritted his teeth and flashed in front of Li Mu and the others. He waved the green light sword in his hand and blocked all the red sword shadows that were blasting towards him.
Rumble!
There was a violent energy explosion, and smoke and dust rose to the sky.
Zhao Feilong only felt a sweetness in his throat, and his legs became weak. He could not help but retreat. His feet plowed two ravines on the ground, and he spat out a mouthful of blood before he could barely stabilize his body.
"You guys go quickly …"
He shouted at Li Mu and the others without looking back.
On the opposite side, the monkey-armed demon had already rushed over. When he saw this scene in mid-air, he suddenly laughed proudly.
"Haha, you don't want to run? You want to protect your own people? Hehe, self-proclaimed chivalrous people like you have so many fetters. Hahaha, but I like it. Hand over the Buddha's Divine Treasure, or I'll kill every Chinese person in this small mysterious realm. "
"Shameless, you are also a Chinese …" Zhao Feilong said angrily.
He deliberately said so much to buy time for Li Mu and the others to escape.
"Haha, I used to be, but not now … I am already a member of the Demon Kingdom. Hahaha, above human beings, I have great power, and I will eventually become a god."
The monkey-armed demon approached step by step.
Figures flashed in the distance.
They were all half-demon cultivators of the Thousand Demons Alliance.
"You … Why don't you go?" Zhao Feilong looked back and saw that Li Mu and the others were still behind him. He suddenly became anxious.
"Are these young people scared out of their wits?"
"Hahaha, today, none of you can leave." The monkey-armed demon laughed and noticed the uniforms of the Huaxia Martial Alliance on Tang Tian and the others. He said with a grim smile, "The leader has ordered that anyone from the Huaxia Martial Alliance will be killed without mercy."
Hundreds of half-demon cultivators surrounded them like a tide.
The demon aura was as dense as a tide.
"Go, don't be afraid. Run for your lives. I will cover you." Zhao Feilong turned around and roared at Li Mu and the others.
But these people had no intention of escaping.
Li Mu reached out and patted the injured young man. He smiled and walked past him. Looking at the monkey-armed demon, he said, "You just said that anyone from the Huaxia Martial Alliance will be killed without mercy?"
…
…
In Dunhuang.
A strange atmosphere was spreading throughout the city.
It had been almost the time it took for a stick of incense to burn since the God-like voice appeared in the sky.
More than half of the cultivators from various continents who had broken into Dunhuang had left under the threat of such divine power. After all, the voice was too terrifying. It contained the majesty of a high and mighty emperor. Every word hit them, making them feel unprecedented fear. Cultivators were extremely sensitive to danger. Without absolute confidence, many cultivators from various continents who came to join in the fun did not want to risk their lives.
However, there were also some foreign cultivators who insisted on staying in Dunhuang.
"Humph, you don't know what you're talking about. Do you really think you can scare us away by turning around and playing tricks? The Chinese like to play this kind of game. "
In the most luxurious hotel in Dunhuang, a sturdy middle-aged white man with long curly hair, wearing a white robe and holding a golden scepter in his hand, stood in front of the window of the executive suite with a sneer on his face.
Behind him stood dozens of North American cultivators, all of whom were extremely powerful.
"It's almost 30 minutes. I want to see what will happen." He looked at a stick of incense that was about to burn out next to him.
After the voice surged in the sky, he deliberately ordered people to light it.
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